summer evenings

For the past several days Sarah has been a champion napper. I'm thrilled to report this because for a while there I thought we would never have a happy afternoon nap again. Apparently that was just due to RaeRae withdrawal (a tale for another time) because she's over it and is now taking several hours worth of naps a day. God bless her. I finally had to wake her up at 5:15 this afternoon so she wouldn't ruin her nighttime sleep. The great thing about her taking longer naps and going to bed a little later is that it gives us more time to enjoy the amazing Colorado evenings. On most nights there's a gentle breeze, temps around 65, and, the best part for this Alabama girl, no bugs.

Tonight we took a stroll down the street, picked up a couple of neighbor kids on the way, and headed to the park. There were tons of "big kids" there (we're talking preschoolers) that Sarah was enthralled with. I brought bubbles for her to enjoy but, as it turns out, the "big kids" chased the bubbles and Sarah preferred watching the kids over watching the bubbles. And eating the grass. That was a big hit.



When we headed home we still had plenty of time before bed so I strapped her into her new porch swing and spent some time pushing her. Let me rephrase that. I originally sat her down on the porch to play with me but she kept looking over her shoulder at the swing and whining. I'm smart enough to know what that means. So we did the swing thing. And as she was flying through the air a little girl rode by on her tricycle with her mother in tow. As she pedaled down the street she yelled over her shoulder to her mother, "Mommy! Look at that baby on that baby swing! I wish I had one of those when I was a baby!" Poor, deprived dear in her leopard print cowgirl hat. Sarah, I'll say it again. You're one lucky girl, baby swing and all.